Wine and Pimples

I just don't get it. How can a perfectly happy person turn into a stark raving lunatic for no apparent reason? Welcome to the world of parenting a 15 year old. As charming as they are, teenagers can be rather challenging, not to mention hormonal. In my frustration to deal, I started to think about which wine would go best with a pesky teen? (Not for the kid of course, but for the rattled nerves of a harried mother or nearly catatonic father!)

How about a zesty zippy Chenin Blanc, guaranteed to put a smile on even the most disgruntled adult? Or, the robust sturdiness of a powerful Cabernet Sauvignon? No, I've got it, the perfect solution to end my frowning and scowling a spirited Zin (just like my teen) with moderate alcohol but enough grip to shock the palate into a renewed zest for life. Yes, that'll surely do the trick.

I sometimes wonder how life would change if I wasn't in the wine business. Would it be easier? Would it be more relaxing? One thing is for sure; I certainly would not have one of life's grandest elixirs to help ease the pain of parenthood.